After Xiao Fubao’s Life Was Stolen, He Became the Favorite of Everyone In the Capital

Chapter 109: Cheating

Cheng He doesn’t even care whether he is a golden sheep or not.

Now his mind is full of absolute disbelief that he won't get any reward.

The stall owner was overjoyed to see a customer like him, and said: "Guest, you didn't have the touch before, but you will feel the touch soon. With the next dart, you may hit the golden sheep directly."

Cheng He stared at the turntable not far away.

The turntable rotated again, and Cheng He threw dart after dart.

Failed!

Failed!

Failed!

Cheng He's eyes turned red with anger.

The onlookers continued their "bad luck" theory.

"What kind of bad luck is this?"

"It's better to stay away from people like this. I'm afraid I'll get bad luck if they offend me."

"With such bad luck, it feels like he will suffer a **** disaster in the next second!"

As these words spread, the onlookers did not dare to get too close to Cheng He, and they quietly retreated.

Liu Xiaoru felt so embarrassed that she wanted to go around him at this moment, but everyone knew that they were on the same side. She could only let Niu Niu hide behind her, so that she could stay away from Cheng He and avoid the bad luck on him.

"I don't believe it! It's impossible!" Cheng He suppressed himself from shouting.

The stall owner is still trying to deliver the darts to him: "Guest, the next one will definitely hit! Maybe you are holding your breath to win the big prize!"

"Thirty more!" Cheng He said.

The thirty darts were consumed very quickly, and still nothing was gained.

The younger brother of the stall owner, who was also the one responsible for turning the turntable, couldn't help it when he saw that the stall owner was still making fire and asked Cheng He to continue buying darts.

"Brother, just give up when you see fit. This guy is so unlucky and his temper doesn't look very good. What if he gets pushed into a hurry and smashes the stall?"

Listening to his younger brother's low-spirited persuasion, the stall owner also laughed at his lack of knowledge: "I would never do such a thing if I am well-dressed and have a female family here."

The stall owner's control over people's hearts is simply extreme.

Sure enough, Cheng He was so frustrated that he was going to explode, but when he turned around and saw three faces, two large and one small, especially since he wanted to get the secret recipe of braised food from them, he suddenly felt like a deflated ball.

"Come again."

The stall owner happily brought the darts over.

Cheng He couldn't count how many times he shouted "come again". He only knew that his wallet was getting lighter and lighter.

At the end of the throw, he felt his hands shaking.

The stall owner, who at first thought he could see through people's hearts, was a little scared when he saw this situation. What kind of unlucky man was this? After hundreds of times, nothing happened. This state was like being possessed by an evil spirit.

The stall owner even took the initiative to help his customers cheat for the first time, and winked at his brother to ask his brother to turn the wheel slower. But to this extent, Cheng He still landed in the blank area one after another.

"How many times?" the onlookers asked softly.

"I don't know, hundreds of times? I didn't count on purpose."

"I counted, and it's now number three hundred and fifty-three. This man is really rich. He threw out seven taels of silver and didn't even get a splash."

"Seven taels of silver. The most expensive golden sheep is only worth two or three taels of silver. He can buy three of them. What is he trying to do?"

"You have so much money to burn." "Are you still playing?"

"No more fun, no more fun. Who knows if this person is unlucky or if there is something wrong with Guan Pu. Maybe the stall owner is up to something."

The stall owner was splashed with sewage for nothing, and he felt aggrieved. He retorted: "Don't talk nonsense, it's not the first day I set up a stall here. If I do such a thing, won't I stop doing business in the future?" "

The stall owner also didn't expect that there was a gangster hidden in the crowd.

"Who knows if you're going to catch it once, unless you let him shoot something good." Gang Jing said.

Hearing this, the stall owner was so angry that he almost jumped up, but Cheng He finished throwing another round of darts and still pulled him to buy ten more.

"Guest, please take a break, relax after playing for so long, and let other guests play for a while, okay?" the stall owner asked.

Although he made a lot of money today, it was not just this time. He would have long-term business ahead.

Unexpectedly, before Cheng He opened his mouth, the gangster spoke first: "We don't want to play, we just want to watch him play."

It's not often a good thing to spend other people's wallets to have fun for yourself. Others were inevitably led to the rhythm and said, "Yeah, yeah, don't worry, we just want to see if he can pounce on something."

The stall owner was about to burst into tears. He felt that if he let Cheng He continue to play like this, he would probably have a reputation as a cheater. He was afraid that no one would buy the stall again.

The look he looked at Cheng He became unkind. He just wanted to make some money from him, but Cheng He wanted to prevent him from opening his shop!

"Ten more, one last time." Cheng He said, tugging on the stall owner's sleeve. He now looked like a gambler desperate to lose.

The stall owner reluctantly handed over ten darts.

Cheng He's hand holding the dart was shaking, and he waited for a long time before throwing a dart.

The speed of the turntable was also extremely slow. Both the buyer and the seller were determined to get Cheng He to hit something.

The stall owner could even accept Cheng He taking away the golden sheep.

But the dart thrown by Cheng He was obviously aimed at the golden sheep, but it slanted into the blank area very close to the golden sheep in mid-air.

"Oh, what a pity, it's only a little bit short!" The regret on the stall owner's face was heavier than Cheng He's.

He even blamed himself for making the area of ​​the golden sheep so small, so small that it seemed like only one dart could be inserted.

"Come again." Cheng He felt confident and thought he was about to hit the jackpot.

But in the end it was just a dream.

It was close every time.

It's just a little bit worse every time.

Ten darts formed a circle, surrounding the golden sheep in the middle.

Cheng He almost collapsed. He was not stupid, so he could naturally see the turntable slowing down to its extreme speed.

"Oh, this person is really unlucky to the extreme, bah bah bah!"

The crowd of onlookers couldn't help but take two steps back.

"The turntable is so slow, but he still can't hit the shot. It's really his own fault. It really doesn't look like the stall owner is cheating."

"It turned slowly this time. It didn't turn very slowly before. Hundreds of times it turned out nothing. I don't believe the stall owner is not up to anything."

Cheng He had no strength to raise his hand. Hearing the words of the crowd, he looked at the stall owner with a look of suspicion: "You must be the one doing it, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to catch anything for so long."

When the stall owner heard this, he almost spit out a mouthful of blood. He was also afraid that Cheng He would make a fuss and ask for a refund, so he said: "You threw the darts yourself, can I still control your hand to throw it into the empty space? Just now Didn’t you see how slowly my brother spins the wheel? If you still doubt me, then let someone else spin the wheel, no matter who you choose!”

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